The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

The patriarch of the White Dragon Clan had red eyes and was full of hatred. He wished he could kill him right now, but just as his soles took a step forward, an extremely terrifying force acted on his soles, trying to destroy him.

He had to shrink back again.

"Patriarch, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run."

An old elder next to him spoke.

All the elders around him also spoke.

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's discuss this matter from a long-term perspective, Zhu Qiuxian, you Confucianists are always keeping an eye on the situation of Daxueshan Temple for me, and report to me immediately if there is any other situation!"

"Yes, Patriarch Bai!"

"Patriarch Bai, don't worry, we will definitely do it."

They all spoke.

brush!

The space channel in front of him closed again and disappeared.

A group of old demons all smiled.

"Brother Chen, will they really redeem people with treasures?"

Qiandu Daoist laughed.

"Of course we will. Let's send another goblin in two days later. I'm not afraid they won't give in."

Chen Xuan laughed.

A group of old demons were all overjoyed.

within the secret realm.

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan looked at the contents of the glass bottle in his hand, his eyes were sad, and he raised his head to the sky and howled.

"Second Elder, how many secret treasures do we have in our treasury?"

He gritted his teeth.

"Patriarch Hui, there are not many left. There are only more than 20 pieces of all kinds of secret treasures, and there are only seven treasures left."

The second elder of the White Dragon Clan responded.

They have sent too many treasures out during this time.

Part of it was taken out by the strong men they sent out, and part of it was burned to sacrifice to the sky.

It can be said that the White Dragon Clan has suffered heavy losses now, and the entire treasure house is almost wiped out!

Now Daxueshan Temple even opened its mouth with a big lion, which means to suck them up completely!

Is this Daxueshan Temple really so vigorous!

Offend them to death!

"Damn it, these things are not enough, Daxueshan Temple, I swear to destroy you!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan gritted his teeth.

"Patriarch, what should we do now, do we really want to give them something?"

An elder of the White Dragon Clan asked.

"They think beautifully!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan looked serious, and said: "Go and tell the Confucian Sect people to try their best to hold them back first, and say that our White Dragon Clan is currently collecting treasures and it will take time. The safety of the second and third children must be ensured, otherwise, they will not get anything!"

"The patriarch means to delay time?"

asked an elder.

"Yes, as long as the second wave of world recovery is delayed, we will send out the demon king in the awakening state, and the Daxueshan Temple will be destroyed in an instant. I will slaughter ten cities in a row to avenge my son!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan said coldly.

"Okay, I'll contact Zhu Qiuxian and the others right now."

The Yaozu elder quickly withdrew.

Not long after, he contacted Chen Xuan and the others again. He was aloof, with indifferent eyes, explained the meaning to Chen Xuan and the others, and kept threatening Chen Xuan and the others, telling them that if this matter goes wrong, the Confucianism sect will have great success in the future. Disaster.

Chen Xuan and his group all pretended to be sincere and fearful, and agreed again and again.

But when the Yaozu elder left, they soon smiled again, still drinking and having fun every day, so happy.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xuan and others took the initiative to contact the Bailong Clan again, with a panicked tone, expressing that there was something important to tell.

"What happened again?"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan roared angrily.

Now that he saw Chen Xuan and the others, he wanted to crush them all to death!

Because every time I see Chen Xuan and others, nothing good happens!

How much did the White Dragon Clan lose in the past few days?

It's all these trash!

"Patriarch, the thief bald from the Daxueshan Temple sent another thing, saying it was on the third prince, please take a look at it, the patriarch."

Chen Xuan's tone was horrified, and he hurriedly sent a glass bottle into the passage.

"what?"

The patriarch of the White Dragon Clan's eyes were red, almost weeping blood, he quickly grabbed the glass bottle, screaming mournfully.

"The third one!"

"Third Prince!"

The other elders also screamed in mourning.

"Patriarch, they said, if you don't pay the ransom quickly, they will... they will take action against the second prince, and it will be too late by then!"